“Were you planning on housing all of Africa?” she asks. “How many people do you have living in there?”
I smirk at her surprise. “Just me,” I laugh.
“What could you possibly need a place so big for?”
“Well, firstly, I needed a space big enough that I could skate on and secondly, I wanted to build a place big enough for my whole family.”
“Hold on,” she says, holding up a hand to stop me. “What do you mean space to skate?”
“Oh,” I smile, glad that she picked up on that. “I kind of had my own ice rink built out the back over the summer.”
“What?” she sputters.
“Well, it’s more of a really big pond that freezes over the winter.”
“You’re shitting me?”
“Nope,” I say proudly as I pull up at the front door.
She opens the door and has to literally jump down to the ground. “I’ve got to see this,” she says as she meets me around the front of my truck.
“No problem,” I laugh as we climb the stairs to the front door.
I unlock the door and welcome her into my home. “Holy shit, Mr. Money Bags,” she says. “Your foyer is bigger than my apartment.”
“It is not,” I smirk but yeah… it kind of is.
“Bullshit,” she scoffs under her breath. I lead her through the house and watch as she takes it all in. “I’m in the wrong profession,” she murmurs as we hit the kitchen.
“Yeah, pays to be a professional athlete,” I tell her but truth be told, this place cost a fortune which I paid for using a portion of my inheritance from my parents, I use the money from hockey to pay bills and whatever is left goes straight to charity. I don’t need all that.
I show her around the rest of the house before coming out the back and leading her down to the ice. “This place is incredible,” she says as she takes it all in.
“Thanks, I had Carter design and build it,” I tell her.
“Huh?” she grunts.
“He’s an architect,” I explain. “Just like dad was. He built Waters constructions from the ground up and when he passed, Carter took over.”
“Wait… you’re that Waters? That’s like one of the biggest construction companies in all of Canada.”
“Correction. It is the biggest construction company in Canada,” I tell her proudly. “It was right up there when Dad was running it but with Carter’s new designs, it’s completely taken off. Everybody wants a home built by Waters Constructions.”
“That’s amazing,” she says. “I never would have guessed that, especially after meeting him.”
“What do you mean?” I question.
“It’s just, he’s so… carefree, I never would have expected him to be this crazy good Architect-business man.”
“Yeah, no one ever does,” I say. “The second he leaves the office, it’s all about fucking around.”
“What about Sean? What does he do?” she questions.
“He’s a lawyer,” I murmur.
“A good one?” she asks.
“Yeah,” I scoff,” you could murder a hundred people and be caught with the gun in your hand and Sean would still be able to get you off.”
“Really?”
“Well… that might be a slight exaggeration.”
She laughs but it doesn’t reach her eyes and I realise that all this talk of my family must have her thinking about her own.
“You’re thinking about your family?” I question as I slide my hand into hers.
She looks up at me as she laces her fingers through mine. “Always,” she says. “You’re so lucky to have such a big family. I’d do anything to get mine back.”
“I know,” I say as I give her hand a tug and pull her into me. I wrap my arms around her and take pleasure in the way her head rests against my chest. “Every single day something happens that I wish I could tell my parents.”
“I know the feeling,” she murmurs.
We both stand in silence, wrapped in each other’s arms as we look out at my man-made ice rink. “Come on,” I say. “It’s way too cold out here.”
We walk up to the house together but my phone buzzing in my pockets steals my attention. I pull it out to find a message from Sean.
Sean – Lunch at my place. Be there. 2 pm.
With a grin, I start typing out my reply.
Logan – Sure. I’m bringing Elle.
Sean – Does she know that? I’m not bailing you out on kidnapping charges.
I roll my eyes as I turn to Elle. “I was going to say we can chill here for the day but how do you feel about meeting my brother for lunch?”
“Not great,” she scoffs. “You’re lucky you even got me here. I’m not meeting your brother after I’ve spent the night in a tent, peed in the bushes and haven’t showered. Besides, I have nothing nice to wear.”
I can’t help but smile at the little vixen. “You can shower here and as for the sleeping in a tent, I recall you saying something about it being the best sleep you’d had in years.”
“Shut up,” she says with an embarrassed smile. “I’m not going.”
“Yes, you are,” I say as I take her hand and start leading her up the stairs. “Cass has a whole heap of clothes here for when she stays. I’m sure you’ll find something you like in there.”
“Argh, you are impossible,” she moans.
I grin as I show her Cassie’s wardrobe and surprisingly, she drops her whinging and gets searching through Cassie’s clothes and pulls out a pair of denim skinny jeans, a black top, boots and a leather jacket that I know I’m not going to be able to resist her in.
I find her towel and remind her where the bathroom is. I lean against the door frame as she dumps the clothes on the vanity. “This is the part where you leave,” she tells me as she watches me through the mirror.
I come into the bathroom and walk straight up behind up. I grab her waist and pull her into me before kissing that glorious neck of hers. “I thought you could use some help in here,” I murmur into her neck.
I watch her in the mirror as her eyes close and that juicy bottom lip gets caught between her lip. She lets out a small moan as she presses her ass back into me. I watch as her face changes from absolute pleasure to disappointment. “No,” she says as her eyes meet mine in the mirror. “I’m not about to have my first time in a…”
She instantly cuts herself off as her eyes go wide. My hands tighten on her waist. She didn’t just say ‘first time’, did she? Holy shit. This woman has never been touched by another man. I’m pretty sure I just came in my pants.
She flicks her eyes away from me as fast as she can but I spin her on the spot so she can’t avoid me. “Did you just say what I think you just said?”
“No,” she rushes out with wide eyes.
Yep. I knew there was something special about this girl. I’m going to be the only man she will ever need or want
I grin down at her as I lower my face to hers. “You’re so fucking perfect,” I murmur before I kiss her.
She instantly falls victim to my kiss as she melts around me. Her hands slide up my body and around my neck as I kiss her deeply. She moans into me, making me want her more. I lift her onto the vanity and she wraps her legs around my waist.
Unable to help myself, I lower my lips to that neck of hers. “I guess you could use a shower too,” she murmurs as quietly as ever.
I pull back slightly and look her in the eye, just to make sure she truly means what she’s saying. “Are you sure? What happened to us not being a thing?”
“I just… can’t help myself around you,” she tells me in that little shy voice of hers.
Yep. That’s good enough for me. I pick her up off the vanity and walk her towards the shower. I turn on the taps and wait for the water to warm before stepping in. “What are you doing?” she laughs. “My clothes are getting all wet.”
“You don’t need them, babe,” I say as I press her up against the shower wall.
Her ha
nds find the hem of my shirt and pulls it up over my head before her hands grab hold of the muscles in my back and squeeze. Fuck, how is it she already knows what I like?
I do my best to rid her of her clothes while she’s pressed against the wall and before I know it, that beautiful naked body of hers is pressed right up against mine. My hands slide down her body and find her center before I get to work.
She returns the favour as her own little hand clamps down around my dick and starts moving. It’s clear she knows what she’s doing, which tells me she has fooled around with guys before but just never found the one she was willing to give it up for.
I know without a doubt, I will be that man for her. Whatever it is she’s looking for, I know she will find it with me and what’s more, she’ll never have to search for it again.
Knowing she’s still a virgin, I desperately want to show her what she’s missing but I also want to make it good for her, something special, so I don’t push her on it, instead, I work her with my fingers until she’s screaming.
Elle reaches her climax just as I come in her tight little fist. Her head falls to my shoulder and I hold her as we catch our breaths.
“Damn,” she sighs into my shoulder. “Why does it have to be so good with you?”
“Just you wait till I show you the real good stuff,” I tease as I let her feet come to the ground. She doesn’t answer but I know she’s thinking about it as she turns in my arms and reaches for the body wash.
I soap her up with my hands roaming all over her body, making me hard once again but with her silky-smooth skin, it’s inevitable.
We eventually get out of the shower and just as I expected, she looks fucking ace in those skinny jeans and leather jacket. She throws her blonde hair up into a bun and grabs a little makeup out of her bag, even though she really doesn’t need it but either way, she looks amazing.
Ten minutes later, we’re out the door and I’m once again helping her up into my beast of a truck.
“You ready for this?” I ask as I pull up to Sean’s place.
“What do you mean?” she questions with narrowed eyes on me.
“They’re most likely going to drill you on what’s going on here,” I say, indicating between the two of us.
“And what is going on here?” she asks.
“Well, I have a very good idea of what’s going on but I have a feeling it’s different to what you think is going on,” I grin.
She rolls her eyes at me but I see that she’s thinking about something. “I know, I keep denying that there’s anything going on…” she says.
“No shit,” I scoff, cutting her off.
“Shut up and let me finish,” she demands. I make a show of zipping my lips and throwing away the key. She laughs with a sparkle in her beautiful eyes. “My sister used to do that,” she grins but doesn’t linger on the thought. “What I was trying to say is that maybe you’re not the douche bag I thought you were.”
“Really?” I ask, pressing a hand to my heart. “I’m touched.”
“Is it possible for you to have a conversation without being a sarcastic jack-ass?”
“Sorry, babe but that would be a no,” I tell her.
She lets out a groan as she unbuckles her seatbelt and climbs across my truck to straddle my lap. She pulls that lip in between her teeth and looks as if she might be sick. “Maybe we could… try,” she says, shyly.
“Really?” I question, sitting up a little straight.
“Yeah… but we would have to keep it on the down-low from the team, you know… if it doesn’t work out. I just… it’s too important.”
I pull her into me. “It’s going to work,” I tell her.
“We’ll see,” she says, doubtful.
I don’t let her say another word before I’m kissing her once again.
A knock sounds on the window and she instantly springs away from me. I groan as Carter grins back at me from the window. “Am I interrupting something?” he questions, being the smart-ass, he is.
“Fuck off, dickhead,” I say but Elle seems completely mortified and climbs off my lap and out of the truck.
I join her as we walk into Sean’s place, right behind Carter and Brianna. “Wow, it’s nice to see your brother understands what a normal house is supposed to look like,” Elle murmurs as she looks up at Sean’s house.
“Trust me… he doesn’t,” I tell her. “He wanted one like mine but Sara made him dial it down.”
She shakes her head in exasperation as we reach the door. We walk on in and the sound of my sister’s singing fills our ears. “Holy crap,” Elle whispers beside me. “Is that Sara?”
“No,” I grin. “That’s Cass singing.”
“She’s amazing,” she says in awe.
“Sure is,” Carter throws over his shoulder.
We make our way through the house and find everyone in the kitchen. Sara is busy putting a salad together while Sean is getting something out of the oven. Jax is setting the table like a little bitch and Cassie…. well I don’t know what the fuck she’s doing.
“Cass?” I question as she walks from one end of the kitchen to the other, singing and doing lunges. “What the hell are you doing?”
“I’m lunging,” she informs everyone.
“Yeah, I got that but why?”
“My wedding is in two months and I want to lose a bit of weight so I can fit into my dress,” she explains as she gives Elle a brilliant smile and lunges towards her to give her a welcoming hug.
“Can you just let the dress out?”
Every pair of female eyes turn to me in horror. Crap. Clearly, I’ve said something wrong. “You don’t alter a designer dress,” Sara scolds. “You alter yourself.”
At that, Jax rolls his eyes. “Babe, you’re fucking perfect the way you are. You don’t need to lose weight.”
“Jax,” Cassie says, holding her hand up to stop him. “We are not getting into this again.”
He lets out a groan and gets back to setting the table only to have Brianna shove him out of the way and start again, but I must admit, she does a much better job.
Elle instantly jumps in and helps with whatever she can and watching her fall in so easily with my family does something to me that I can’t quite explain, or in fact, can’t quite understand.
Twenty minutes later, we’re sitting around their massive table with the conversation flowing and as expected, they have all drilled Elle on our relationship, given me shit about bringing a girl around for the first time and asked how my broken dick is going and even though Elle is particularly shy when actually discussing her feelings, she has no reservations about standing up for herself or other people when she boldly lets the table know that my dick certainly is not broken.
We’re having an amazing time when Sara and Sean finally get to the reason we’re all here. Sean proudly stands at the head of the table and looks to his wife with love in his eyes, a look that has caused him a lot of shit over the years but now I feel like I’m starting to understand it.
“So, you all know I’m not one for speeches so let’s make this short and sweet,” he starts. “As you know, Sara and I have been together for a while…”
“Holy crap,” Cassie yells out as she looks to Sara with so much joy in her eyes, she might burst. “You’re pregnant?”
What? Pregnant? I turn to Sara along with everyone else in the room.
Sara looks up at Sean with a grin before turning back to the rest of us. “Yes, I’m pregnant. You’ll all have a little niece or nephew in seven months.”
With that, the whole room turns into chaos. We jump out of our chairs and crowd Sara and Sean with our hugs and congratulations.
It takes at least ten minutes for everyone to settle down and get back to the table to finish our lunch and even then, I can still hardly believe it. These two are going to make fantastic parents and I couldn’t be happier for them. The only thing missing at this moment is mum and dad but I know they are looking down on us and are as full of jo
y as the rest of us.
Under the table, Elle reaches across and takes my hand in hers. I look over to her and see a beautiful smile looking back at me.
Yeah. Just perfect.
Chapter 14
Elle
It’s way past dinner time when Logan and I get back to my tiny, little shit hole apartment. I mean, I used to love this place but after seeing the absolute luxury Logan has been living in, I realise I have a long way to go before making it big time. But I’m going to show management that I deserve the senior position next season and that is going to get me one step closer to where I want to be in life.
I can just see it now. I’ll be able to buy myself a proper house, it will probably still be small but it will be decent. Brendan will be walking and I’ll even let him move in with me but seriously, it’s not like I’m going to allow him to go anywhere else, no matter how much he complains about it. He’s stuck to me like glue for the rest of his life.
Hmmm… I’ll have to figure out a way to get Jaz to stay close to me too but I’m sure it will all work out.
I collapse onto my lounge and dump my bag as Logan immediately goes for my foul-mouthed bird. He goes about getting Louie out of his cage but I completely zone out.
I’m freaking exhausted, it has been a crazy busy weekend, filled with all sorts of emotions, some high and a few very low but mostly, I’ve just been enjoying myself being in Logan’s company. I’ve never felt that way with a man before, usually, I can’t wait to get away but with Logan, I need to be close.
I still can’t believe I told him that would try. I completely meant it because let’s face it. I can’t stay away, but he isn’t wrong, there’s definitely something between us and I was a fool to deny it for so long but I can’t say that it doesn’t scare the shit out of me.
I’m starting to see that I’m being a bit stupid by thinking management would just fire me but I guess it would be different if it was a relationship over being a skank-ass-whore screwing the whole team.
But God, that shower was so amazing that for the first time, I’m actually thinking about what it might be like if I was to go the distance with Logan, I mean, it’s very clear he knows what he’s doing, not to mention, I opened my big mouth and now he knows I’m a virgin so he would take care of me… well, I’m assuming he would take care of me, he seems like that kind of guy.
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